Testo Angel in Blue Jeans Train

And though I never got her nameOr time to find out anythingI loved her just the sameAnd though I rode a different roadAnd sang a different songI’ll love her till my last breaths goneLike a river made of silverEveryone came running to the sceneI was shot down in cold bloodBy an angel in blue jeans

Whoa oh oh oh oh oh

Late that night she got awayI chased her to the turnpikeThen lost her where the music never playsAnd though I rolled upon the stones and fell into the waterI’ll love her till my judgment dayLike a sunrise made of white liesEverything was nothing as it seemsI was shot down in cold bloodBy an angel in blue jeans

Whoa oh oh oh oh ohWhoa oh oh oh oh oh

I hear voices calling all aroundI keep falling downI think my heart could pound right out of meI see a million different waysTo never leave this maze alive

I woke up in somebody’s armsStrange and so familiarWhere nothing could go wrongBarely alive or nearly deadSomehow awake in my own bedAnd there you areLike a highway headed my wayLife is but a dreamI was shot down by your loveMy angel in blue jeans

Whoa oh oh oh oh ohWhoa oh oh oh oh ohAh ah ah ah ah ah ahAh ah ah ah ah ah ahAnd though I never got her nameOr time to find out anythingI loved her just the sameAnd though I rode a different roadAnd sang a different songI’ll love her till my last breaths goneLike a river made of silverEveryone came running to the sceneI was shot down in cold bloodBy an angel in blue jeans

Whoa oh oh oh oh oh

Late that night she got awayI chased her to the turnpikeThen lost her where the music never playsAnd though I rolled upon the stones and fell into the waterI’ll love her till my judgment dayLike a sunrise made of white liesEverything was nothing as it seemsI was shot down in cold bloodBy an angel in blue jeans

Whoa oh oh oh oh ohWhoa oh oh oh oh oh

I hear voices calling all aroundI keep falling downI think my heart could pound right out of meI see a million different waysTo never leave this maze alive

I woke up in somebody’s armsStrange and so familiarWhere nothing could go wrongBarely alive or nearly deadSomehow awake in my own bedAnd there you areLike a highway headed my wayLife is but a dreamI was shot down by your loveMy angel in blue jeans